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I opened my eyes and smiled at him. “I’m not hungry, I replied.

“How are you feeling? Are you still not better?” he asked, placing his hand on my forehead. “You’re not warm, so I don’t think it’s a cold,” he said.

“No,” I said, sitting up. “I’m feeling better. I’m just not feeling hungry.” As I stood up, the world turned. Stretching out my arms, I tried to steady myself.

Makari grabbed me around the waist and lowered me back to the bed. “You’re not fine,” he huffed. “I’m calling the doctor and making an appointment.”

“It’s just a bit of dizziness,” I protested.

“No more,” he added, walking out.

Makari returned ten minutes later. “Come on,” he said, taking me around the waist and pulling me into his arms. “The doctor will see you immediately.”

“Okay,” I replied as we went down the stairs. “But I’m sure it will blow over.”

As he helped me into his truck, he responded. “That’s fine, but we will let the doctor tell us that.”

He drove quite fast. Maraki held me so tightly that he practically carried me into the doctor's office. The woman at the reception desk smiled and pointed to the right. He walked through the first open door. Inside was a table, a desk, and some chairs. Behind the desk stood an elderly man.

He smiled broadly as he spoke. “Come on in and have a seat so we can talk.” He looked curiously at Makari, turning his head to the side and raising his brows.

“It’s not for me, Doc,” Makari said as we sat down. “Grace has been feeling ill, and we’re not sure why.”

“Okay then,” he replied, folding his hands and placing them on the desk before him. “We can do a urine test and blood test if you want. This way we can see what is causing these issues.”

Makari nodded, not giving me much of a say.

The doctor pressed a small button on his phone, and a nurse suddenly appeared. “Come with me,” she said, taking my arm. I walked with her down a short corridor.

She stopped and opened the door to our left. Inside was a bathroom. “Here,” she said, handing me a small cup. “You know what to do with it, right?”

“Yes, I replied, grinning as I entered the bathroom and closed the door. She was waiting outside as I opened the door.

She took the cup from me and placed it on a cart before taking my arm again. “Just one more thing to do,” she added as she led me to another door. She drew some blood and escorted me back to the doctor’s office.

The doctor got up and left as I came back in. I sat down with Makari and waited.

The doctor returned smiling wide. “Well, then,” he stated as he neared his table. “I am glad to inform you that the dizziness is very normal for you at this time.”

“Normal?” I huffed, unsure what he meant. “How can this be normal?”

The doctor smiled as he continued. “For a woman in your situation, it is normal to have headaches, uneasiness, and nausea.”

“Right, doc, just spit it out. What is wrong?” Makari enquired a bit harshly.

“Well,” the doctor said, taking a seat. “She’s pregnant. I can assure you all the symptoms she’s been experiencing are normal during pregnancy. Eating correctly and some exercise will ensure you’ll be back to normal soon.”

Feeling my lungs closing, I grabbed my chest, heaving as I tried to breathe in. My mind was spinning. What was happening? “How…, how,” I uttered. My head felt light. I was sure that I was about to faint. Taking a deep, slow breath, I shook my head, clearing the fog. How could eating and exercise fix this?

Chapter 21 - Makari

For a moment, I just sat there, unable to make sense of what the doctor said. Grace jumped up and started pacing as she spoke. I could hear the fear in her voice. “How could this happen? My life is over. What am I going to do?”

Standing, I stopped her. Pulling her into my embrace, I realized she needed stability. Her panic seemed to have grounded me, and I was calmer. As my mind cleared, I realized Grace was panicking.

Taking her hand, I guided her back to the chair. “Grace, sit down, please,” I asked.

She looked at the doctor, then at me, and finally sat down. “Darling, you are going to be okay. We will be okay. I will be here every step of the way,” I said, trying to calm her.

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